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Post by Chase Connors on Mar 31, 2012 17:31:12 GMT
~i've got to say something ...I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT...
It was getting really late and Chase couldn't put off going back to the common room any longer than he already had. Several hours had now passed since the potion incident at the Ball but that didn't mean the memories were fading. They were still as clear as day.
Chase still had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to say to Lachie or how he was supposed to look him in the face. He knew that he needed to tell him that it was his fault because he'd been the one to spike the potion but... how the hell did he do that without making Lachie hate him? That was something else... Chase had no idea how Lachie would react to the truth. He had no idea how Lachie was reacting to any of it... He could vaguely remember Lachie shouting and running out of the Great Hall but his mind had been a bit caught up on his own realizations of what had happened to concentrate on what had been happening around him.
He still felt numb, both from sitting on the steps in the entrance hall for hours, and also just emotionally numb from everything that had happened. Now, he was also feeling numbed from the alcohol and tobacco he'd had from Elena which was perhaps the only reason he was actually heading back to the common room right now.
Chase had his fingers crossed that Lachie had drank some of the fire whiskey they had hidden around their room, because this was going to be an awkward enough conversation as it was, never mind stone cold sober. Then again, maybe Lachie would be asleep which would make things even easier.
He shook his head. No it wouldn't. They couldn't put off this conversation forever and if it waited till morning the alcohol would be out of his system.
Standing outside of the common room Chase couldn't get the courage to mutter the password and instead spent ages just staring at the portrait hole and wondering what to do next. What could he do to try and...lessen the blow of this conversation. Arg! This conversation was going to be awkward as hell.
Food!
If there was one thing that could even slightly help this situation it was food. The common room was going to have to be the second stop of this journey. Kitchens first.
Once inside Chase saw that a lot of the food that had been left over from the ball was now in the kitchens. With a slight grin, he grabbed one of the pumpkin shaped bowls that had been filled with... something crumby... Chase tipped those out, not too bothered about the mess he made. What he cared about was the next... half an hour or so.
So, making his way through the leftovers on the table, he filled the bowl with everything that he thought would go down well; acid pops, exploding bon-bons, fizzing wizbees, fudge flies, ice mice, jelly slugs, licorice wands, pepper imps, peppermint toads... if it was there and it was sweet, it was added to the bowl until it was full to the brim. Now, he was prepared to face his friend.
Heading back along past the barrels to the common room, he took a deep breath and said the pass word, his steps only faulting when he reached their dorm room door. Stop being a coward. You started this - you deal with it.
The room was dimly lit when he went it and he was surprised to see that their other room mates weren't back yet. Thankfully. That just left Lachie who was sat on his bed at the far side of the room.
Closing the door behind him Chase sighed. Now or never.
"I come in peace... and I bring food."
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 2, 2012 0:52:10 GMT
 I WAS YOUNG AND CAUGHT IN THE CROWD
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW[/font]
Lachlan's mind was racing. So many things had happened just in the last half an hour, and Lachlan wasn't coping with much as it was already. Breathing deeply, he pushed open the door to the boys dormitory and flopped down on his own bed, burying his face in the pillow.
He'd just made out with Chase.
And even that was an understatement.
Chase had nearly ripped his pants off in the middle of the Halloween Ball crowd - and as if it wasn't bad enough already that he was a muggleborn and had been tortured for that very fact, he was now going to be labelled a poof for the rest of his life. Perhaps he and Alice Hogg would be the best of friends now and he could just run away.
That sounded good. Running away. Hmm. Lachlan rolled over and stared up at the wooden frame of his four-poster bed. The yellow curtains hung loosely from the banister that surrounded him and all Lachlan wanted to do was fall asleep and get away from reality for a while.
He and Chase would have to talk about it eventually - that much was certain. But whether Lachlan wanted it to be tonight - or even the rest of the week - wasn't clear. His thoughts were muddled and his eyes were hazy. Something had been put in his drink and he could only hope that the same had been done to Chase.
Else, if it wasn't, Chase was harbouring feelings for Lachlan that Lachlan wasn't sure he was comfortable with. He frowned, feeling his gut clench at the thought. Not exactly the best thing to be thinking of.
As Lachlan stared at the ceiling, the door creaked open. Lachlan hoped it was Trent - or Ted Tonks, or Amos Diggory, or anyone that wasn't Chase. But, alas, wishing got Lachlan nowhere.
Did Chase just say food? Lachlan lifted his head up from the pillow beneath him and looked at Chase and the food his friend was holding in his hands. He scrambled forward and took two of the boxes from Chase's pumpkin basket - mmm, Peppermint Patties and Bertie Botts. Chase knew him all too well.
Without a word, Lachlan popped open the top of the peppermint patties and stuffed two in his mouth, before offering the box to his friend.
"So," Lachlan said awkwardly, trying to diffuse the silent situation the two of them found themselves in. "Snogging, huh," he could barely look Chase in the eye.
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 2, 2012 1:22:29 GMT
tonight i'm finding a way to make the things that you say JUST A LITTLE LESS OBVIOUS I CONFESS
Chase couldn't help but laugh a little as Lachie visibly perked up at the mention of food. He definitely did the right thing in stopping by the kitchens before coming in. Food solved everything. Or... it at least provided enough of a distraction to lesson the awkwardness of the situation.
When Lachie held the opened box to him he took on but didn't bite into it. The idea of food didn't seem too appealing all of a sudden... Probably because of the rolling sensation in his stomach at being in this somewhat... new and bizarre predicament.
With a sigh, he dropped the basket of goodies in front of Lachie and flopped down on his bed next to him, closing his eyes.
Snogging. That was an understatement if ever he'd heard one. "Yeah... snogging..."
Chase knew that he needed to explain himself but honestly? He didn't even know where to begin? This whole thing was awkward enough as it was.
He stuffed the pattie into his mouth - not from hunger, but simply because it gave him an excuse not to say anymore.
He stared up at the drapes over the top of Lachie's fourposter. It could be more awkward... or not...
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 2, 2012 1:43:51 GMT
 I WAS YOUNG AND CAUGHT IN THE CROWD
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW[/font]
The awkwardness was almost too much to handle.
"So much snogging," Lachlan said in reply. Something within him wanted to laugh at just how awkward he and Chase were being about this whole thing, but he stopped himself before he had the chance to make things even more awkward than it already was.
"Somebody spiked the punch," Lachlan said with a half-full mouth as he picked up three more peppermint patties and nearly swallowed them whole. His breath was sure to be minty-fresh, now, if Chase wanted more snogging. "Dunno who, but I think," he said, trying to find the words to finish his sentence with. "Yeah. Spiked punch," he said lamely.
He looked down into the basket, filled with all sorts of goodies that Lachlan loved. Chase really knew how Lachie worked - all you needed was a bit of conversation and some food, and Lachlan was good with anything.
"Thanks for the food," he said lamely, still unable to meet Chase's eye.
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 2, 2012 2:18:55 GMT
 the time on the clock reads half past four
I'M WIDE AWAKE AND DREAMING WITH MY PILLOW ON THE FLOOR
Chase looked in the opposite direction, unable to even look in Lachie's direction. Someone had spiked the punch alright, at least that was obvious enough. As for the someone? How the blinkin' heck was he supposed to tell Lachie that it had been him?
He sighed and stayed silent, not sure how to tell the truth about it.
Lachie thanked him for the food but it sounded more like a silence-killer than anything else.
"Spiked punch... seemed like a good idea at the time..."
Looking back though, there wasn't a single part of the night since he'd walked into the hall that seemed like a good idea or that had gone to plan. Damn he wished he had one of those time turner things... Then he'd have gone back and waited for himself to leave the broom cupboard and part ways with Emily before telling himself not to bother with the stupid potion in his pocket.
Who knew it would be that strong?
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 2, 2012 10:45:12 GMT
I WAS YOUNG AND CAUGHT IN THE CROWD
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW [/font] Lachlan's mouth was left gaping open as Chase revealed that it was him who had spiked the punch in the first place. He blinked a few times, trying to contain the gush of words that were suddenly coming to his mind.
"Oh, nice one, Chase," Lachlan spat, his sudden burst of anger becoming hard to maintain. "Getting every girl who ever walked wasn't good enough for you? Had to start going for the guys?" He was p*ssed off. His whole evening had been ruined because of Chase and it hardly seemed fair.
"Well, I hope you bloody told Emily," he spat out, moving to look at Chase, who had turned away. "She seemed the least impressed out of everyone."
As Lachlan sat on his bed, fuming at Chase's idiotic plan to ruin everyone's evening, a sudden thought hit him. He picked up one of the acid pops from within the pumpkin basket and stuck it in his mouth, feeling the familiar sour twang at the back of his throat. "It backfired on you, didn't it," Lachlan stated, waiting to see Chase's reaction.
Of course! Chase would have wanted to see everyone else fail at keeping their hands to themselves, but he never would have intended it to work on himself. "Awesome. Well, now I feel like an idiot..." he said under his breath. Lachlan flopped back onto the pillow beneath him and threw his batman cape over himself, shielding him from the outside.
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 2, 2012 11:26:05 GMT
Wincing away from the obvious anger emanating from Lachie, Chase listened numbly. Well what had he expected? Laughing? Hardly. But, an angry Lachie was never a good one and since he'd already provided food, that wasn't going to be an easy out this time.
"That's not how it was..." he muttered, knowing that he wasn't about to be heard over Lachie's ranting. Once he started, it was best to wait till he got most of it out of his system if you wanted to be heard.
Chase had looked away from Lachie and out of the corner of his eye he could see him moving closer to him, the anger still radiating from him in waves. Still, Chase didn't look at him. That is, until Lachie mentioned Emily. His eyes shot to his friend. "She told you about us?" But no... Emily would have said something to him - have told him when she told Lachie. So what was he on about? Well, sure Emily was really upset when she stormed out of the hall but... well... what did Lachie know?
Back to the food. Of course. Well there was certainly plenty of it.
Backfired would be an understatement. Chase sat up and drove his own hand into the basket of goodies, not really caring what he pulled out. Urg... ice mice. No thank. He dropped them back into the basket and sighed. "Yeah. Why do you think I pointed out those vampire girls to you? That was the plan..."
Chase watched as Lachie flopped back on his bed and covered himself with his cape. That seemed like a very tempting idea to Chase too - hide his face from the world and try and forget it ever happened, but he didn't. After a few minutes of silence and trying to figure out the best way to word things he tried to explain things.
"I did spike the punch. I just didn't know that the potion would be that strong. I got the drinks from two different bowls thinking the other wouldn't be spiked. I think those crazy thoughts I had about Dupree proved me wrong. Not that it's any condolences but at least you didn't get spiked twice." He laughed awkwardly. Rambling. Not a good thing. "Point is, I was planning on making sure you were looking at some girls when you drank it, but after I was spiked I stopped paying attention to where you were looking and.. I guess it was just bad timing..." Another understatement if ever he'd heard one.
He let his thoughts gather for a few seconds before laughing slightly.
"The potion was stronger than I thought since you're the one who drank the punch, not me... I guess... you spiked me." He couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it. Still, he wasn't really helping the situation at all.
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 2, 2012 22:46:13 GMT
I WAS YOUNG AND CAUGHT IN THE CROWD
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW [/font] Lachlan was simply referring to the fact that Emily had seen the two of them, said something about Chase (maybe? Lachlan was trying not to remember..) and had run off to find somewhere to cry. Which, you know, would have been justified if she and Chase were in a relationship. Which Chase had just now confirmed.
"You're dating Emily?" Lachlan asked, slightly confused. He stared Chase down, wondering what it was that his two best friends weren't telling him. This wasn't good...
Oh. Right. The plan was to make Lachlan jump onto a group of unsuspecting thirteen-year-olds. "I can get my own women, Chase," he said flatly, crunching the acid pop that was already in his mouth. He'd been capable for years and really didn't need help in that department.
As Lachie flopped back onto the bed and covered himself with his batman cape, Chase began to open up. Perhaps it was because Lachlan couldn't see him, or because Chase simply wanted to get it all out in the open.
All Lachie could think was how silly he'd been to be mad at Chase for it. So what? His drink got spiked. It had happened last year, too, but with some veritaserum, and he ended up telling Dorcas that he had the hots for her. Everyone got over it eventually. Everyone could get over this, too - including Lachlan.
"You're an idiot, Chase Connors," Lachlan laughed as he sat up, shaking his head. "I think we put on the best show, though. Did you see that flock of kids running after Professor Dupree and Professor Dawlish, though?" he couldn't help but laugh. It was a sight to be held.
"Next time you're poisoning drinks, let me help, yeah?" he asked, hoping that Chase would recognise that Lachlan was forgiving him (in a roundabout kind of way).
"But seriously. You and Emily. What's going on there?"
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 2, 2012 23:36:04 GMT
Okay so maybe Emily hadn't told Lachie anything after all... Chase was just about to admit to Lachie that he was dating Emily but before he could say the words they died on his tongue. Was he? After tonight he wouldn't be surprised if she never wanted to talk to him again. And why did that thought make something inside him twist and tighten in a strange and painful way? He pushed the thoughts aside. "Well... I was..."
Chase sighed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Sure you can. Never said you couldn't... I just thought it might be a good laugh to see who you ended up snogging. Ha. It didn't turn out half so amusing as I thought it would." Even as he said it though he could feel the corners of his mouth twitching. Damn he really shouldn't start laughing now. Calming his nerves he went on to explain what happened to Lachie.
What Chase wasn't expecting was to hear Lachie laughing, and his gaze shot straight to him as he sat up and he blinked in a stunned sort of stupor. Was that it? Things were back to normal just like that? Lachie said something about the mess with Dupree and Chase snorted a laugh. "That's granted. The potion was aimed at Dupree. Most definitely - and that wasn't my doing!" He grinned truly looking Lachie in the eye for the first time since he entered the room. "I guess I should be thanking you mate. I was nearly one of the flock till you spiked me."
Chase couldn't help but be relieved at how easily he'd been forgiven and how quickly the two of them had sorted things out through all the awkwardness of the night. That just went to show how deep their friendship ran, didn't it? They were true hufflepuffs all the way.
Chase laughed and held up his hand, his little finger pointed towards Lachie. "I pinkie promise that the next time I plan on tampering with drinks I'll let you help me. And Trent can be on the receiving end!" He grinned. If he'd learned one thing from this experience, it was that the next time he should spike and run so that he didn't find himself the butt of his own joke.
He should have known that they would come back onto the topic of Emily and damn, he really didn't want to talk about it. Not that it probably mattered any more, but he wasn't supposed to be telling Lachie. If she didn't hate him for what he'd said and done tonight he would for spilling the beans to their shared best friend. But then, hadn't Elena already announced it to the whole school anyway? Ah damn...
"What's to tell? It was short and sweet and now I've f*cked it all up. Again. And she's probably throwing darts at my face and sticking pins in a voodoo doll right now. So... I really don't think that there is anything going on anymore..." He drifted off into his thoughts, unsure of why he felt the way he did. He'd never cared about relationships before or ever let himself feel any sort of deep emotions for any girl, so why had it happened now? And why couldn't he get rid of that weird feeling in his chest that... hurt...
He really needed to try and find a way to fix things with Emily...
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 4, 2012 0:59:47 GMT
 I WAS YOUNG AND CAUGHT IN THE CROWD
I DIDN'T KNOW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW[/font] Lachlan sat and listened to Chase's response to his own outburst of fury. Thankfully Lachlan had never been one to hold a grudge or stay mad for long, and almost as soon as he'd blown up at Chase, he had forgiven him.
It was all in the name of harmless fun, and it had simply ended up as a joke on him. That was all that had happened.
He flashed a grin at Chase as he held out his pinky. Lachlan curled his pinky finger around Chase's and the bond was made. "Trent won't know what hit him," Lachlan grinned, thinking about what kind of prank they were going to pull on their friend in the future.
Things were looking okay. There was just one thing that was keeping the mood down... Lachlan frowned, thinking about what Chase had said.
He moved off his bed swiftly and went over to the door, holding it open for Chase. "Well, what are you still doing here apologising to me?" he asked. He knew Emily would be hurting - as only women could - but if there was anyone she needed to see tonight, it was Chase.
"Go after her. Tell her what you just told me. If she needs more explanation, tell her to come and see me." He rested his head on the side of the door, his hazel eyes looking for Chase's blue ones. They would be alright. "Now, get to it," he nodded in the direction of the common room, trying to usher Chase out the door to go and fix things with Emily.
Tonight had not ended well and there were a lot of apologies that were meant to be had. Lachlan had received his, and now it was time for Emily to know what had happened.
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 4, 2012 1:24:15 GMT
Chase wondered what Lachie was doing when he bounced up and off the bed and for a moment, he almost expected him to start shouting at him again. Emily was another of his best friends after all.
When Lachie opened the door and looked at Chase expectantly, he raised an eyebrow in return, unsure what what Lachie was up to. As Lachie tried to pester him out of the door to go and talk things through with Emily Chase burst out laughing.
"Lachie... Mate..."He gasped out between breathes. "It's almost 2 in the morning. She'd probably in bed! I can see it going down really well if I suddenly start tapping on her window and waking her. C'mon!"
He did need to talk to Emily, that much was true, but it would have to wait till at least the morning. A surprise visit from him now was the last thing she needed and it would probably only annoy her more.
Chase was still sat on Lachie's bed, but kicking his shoes off he flopped down on one side so that his head was on Lachie's pillow, and tipped the rest of the contents of the pumpkin basket out onto the bed next to him. "You gunna help me eat all this or not?"
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Post by lachlanparker on Apr 4, 2012 7:29:18 GMT
Lachlan paused, confused by Chase's words. Was it really that late already? How long had he been in there, sulking over the fact that he nearly had his pants ripped off by one of his best friends. Was it really two in the morning?
Shrugging, Lachlan shut the door with a snap. If it was that late, where the hell were the rest of their roommates? "So do you reckon Trent's out chasing after the ladies?" Lachlan frowned as he stared at Trent's empty bed.
"Yeah, yeah," he said in response to Chase's question. Lachlan kicked off his own shoes and took the other side of the bed, sorting through the pile of sweets between them. It was then an idea struck him.
"We should melt these and stick them in Trent's bed," he said with a smile, ideas for a prank flashing behind his hazel eyes. There was nothing like a good prank to cheer up the mood - Lachlan could only hope that this one wouldn't backfire like the last one. "Where he hell is he, anyway?"
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Post by Chase Connors on Apr 5, 2012 23:55:54 GMT
Chase grinned. "Trent? Chasing ladies? More like the blokes." He couldn't help but laugh. They made jokes about it all the time just to bug Trent. Compared to Chase and Lachie, Trent was more... normal when it came to relationships. He wasn't so interesting in gathering as many 'woman woe' stories to share like Lachie and Chase did. So, gay jokes it was. After tonight though, it was a nice change to turn the attention to someone else for a while.
Another grin came over his face as Lachie kicked off his shoes and joined him on the bed, and Chase couldn't be more relieved that everything was back to normal so quickly. He couldn't have hoped for more.
Lachie's laugh snapped him back to attention, and Chase was sure his eyes lit up almost as much as Lachie's had at the idea. Melt them and stick them in Trent's bed... now that was an idea.
Chase picked up the nearest sweet packet and held it up with a grin. "Melted exploding bon-bons?" Now he'd said it, it actually sounded quite awesome...
"God only knows with Trent. I wonder if there was a private after party in the library... Jokes." He didn't mean it in any kind of bad way, but it was true that more often than not Trent could be found in the library. Now that he thought of it, he wasn't sure he'd seen Trent at all tonight. Well, not that he'd really been paying that much attention, but that wasn't he point. Maybe Trent really had chickened out of his costume?
Pulling out his wand, Chase aimed it at the packet he held in his hand. He was genuinely curious about what would happen if he melted an exploding bon-bon. Before he could cast the spell though, a thought hit him, and he jumped up from Lachie's bed and was over and on Trent's in only a few strides.
It really was funny that none of their other room mates were back... Chase and Lachie were usually the dirty stop outs of the group and last back pretty much every time...
"Say, what d'ya thinks gunna happen?" The words were barely out of his mouth before he was casting the spell on the packet he held.
Maybe he should have just melted one of the bonbons...
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